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Candie cried out as the man rammed himself inside her from behind. “Yeah, baby, do me hard. Do me harder than all those fuckers.”

He obliged by pounding into her body mercilessly as she bent over at the waist and grabbed the cheap footboard of the motel bed.

She liked him taking her this way, and the rougher the better.

It hurt, but she wanted it to hurt. Wanted it to tear her up so she could feel something that matched her anger.

“More!”

“What’s got you so upset, priya ?” the handsome man teased as he gripped her hips hard enough to leave bruises.

“That fuckin’ jagoff Wolf. Thinks he can get away with firing me. Well, he and his cunt girlfriend got another thing coming!”

Someday she needed to find out this guy’s name. He called himself Enforcer, and she guessed it was a road name from some other MC. She didn’t give a shit as long as he had money and a big dick that stayed hard for a long time. He was handsome as hell, even with that scar near his left ear.

“How dare they fire me! I’m the star of the gawddamn show,” she said as she repositioned her arms to brace against the violent pounding.

“Are they always together?”

“How the fuck should I know? If he’s not at her place, he’s at the club. If he’s not there, then he’s at that fucking bakery. I can’t believe he’s fucking a skinny blue-haired coffee nerd!” No matter. She’d get them back somehow. “Aren’t you supposed to be fucking me?”

His answer was to wrap a scarf around her neck and pull back, choking her as he continued to thrust. She vaguely heard him talking but didn’t understand the words. Probably cursing her and calling her a whore. She smiled.

This was the second time she’d met him and the first time she’d fucked him.

He wasn’t a Slagger, but he hung out at their clubhouse, so maybe he was one of those wannabe bikers or a new prospect looking to join.

After Wolf fired her, she immediately ran to the Slagger compound and told them all the dirt she could think of about the Knights.

Especially Wolf and his fucking cunt girlfriend.

When she saw this dude was there, she walked up to him and asked point-blank if he wanted to fuck.

They drove straight to the place she brought her clients, and he rented the room.

Not thirty seconds after they entered, she was bent over taking it from him.

No foreplay. No lube. No talking. Just raw animal fucking. Perfect for the mood she was in.

“Where’s her place?”

He yanked her back, slamming himself inside her, making their skin clap together. Candie’s knees nearly buckled.

“Camshaft said it was some old house in a dip near the greenway. He helped Wolf do some home improvement shit. Wolf and his cunt playing house together! Makes me fucking sick.” A thought occurred to her. “Why the fuck do you want to know?”

“Maybe I’ll go kill them both for you.”

His thrusts became more violent, and Candie felt the first smidgeon of fear. For all the violent thrusting, he sounded completely in control. Fuck that! Orgasm was just at the horizon. She coughed once as the scarf tightened. “Is that all you got?”

He ripped out of her pussy, lined up with her ass, and plunged inside. The pain made her scream and come at the same time. “That’s it! Fuck me! Fuck my ass!”

The scarf tightened again.